All language subtitles for Chicago.Fire.S09E10.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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- Your skull and brain

are severely compromised.

- I feel fine.

- Until you get hit again.

This doesn't go away.

[dramatic music]

- It was supposed to be
a one-time thing--your words.

- Maybe we should be exclusive.
- Maybe we should break up.

- Here at 33,

we could use
your skills and confidence.

- You will definitely
be missed here.

- Thanks, Brett.

- We appreciate you stepping in

while we find
a replacement for Mackey.

- I'm really glad Chief Kehoe
let you swap out a shift.

I personally requested you.

- Thanks, Brett.

It's good to be back at 51.

- Well, my door's open.

Most of the time.
- [chuckles]

- So just let me know if
there's anything that you need.

- Will do, Chief, thank you.

- Welcome.

- You know what
a great group it is here.

Everyone is super friendly.
- Mm-hmm.

- And, uh...

You know, welcoming.

- Mm-hmm.
I can feel it already.

- Violet Mikami is here.

- Yeah.

She's covering this shift

while Brett looks
for a new partner.

- Just one shift?

[relieved exhale]

- Wow.

- I like Violet.
I do.

But the way things ended
between us was...

awkward.

And I get weird
when I'm around her.

- Never noticed that.
- It's my house.

I shouldn't be the one
getting flustered.

She should be the one...

[quietly]
Flustering.

- Where's the aspirin?

- Bottom shelf, last I saw.

[bottle rattling]

- Oh!

Lullo's pastries.

- Wow, two boxes.
Look at you.

- Yeah, I figured
after the shutdown,

I should spend all I could.
Help him out.

- We need more of that attitude
from Molly's customers.

- While I was there,

I ran into Ellis Watson at 39.

She told me Bill Maloney
died last night.

- Junior or Senior?

- Uh, Senior?

- Hmm, I guess they were close?

- What's this?

- My own little
wall of inspiration

to help motivate me
while I prep

for the lieutenant's exam.

This is my Aunt Laverne,

always had my back growing up,
formidable woman.

Pam Greer.

Badass and kick-ass.

Misty Copeland.

Fierce, graceful,

big community activist.

And, uh...

Gloria Hill,

the CFD's first and only
female deputy commissioner.

She's a legit rock star.

- Very nice.
- Mm.

- Not one guy up there, huh?

- [stammers]

Uncle Ray.

I mean, he is kinda
hidden behind my aunt.

- [chuckles]
- [scoffs]

No one cuts
in front of Laverne.

[alarms blaring]
- Truck 81, Squad 3,

Engine 51, Ambulance 61.
Structure fire.

[sirens wailing]

[horns honking]

[dramatic music]

♪

- [coughing]

- Yeah?

- Please, my manager
is in there.

Luis, he's got
really bad asthma.

- He's the only one inside?
- I think so.

I stepped out back for a minute

but then there was
this loud bang

and when I went back in,
the whole row of dryers

was on fire.
- All right, what do we got?

Lint-trap fire?
- Could be.

Get an extinguisher in there

and be ready
with the hose line.

- Copy.
- Manager is still inside.

We'll take the front,
Squad takes the back.

- All right.
Cruz, mask up, we're going in.

Tony, Capp,
shut down the utilities.

- Mouch, raise the aerial

in case we need
the roof opened up.

- Copy.
- Gallo, Kidd, with me.

♪

Let's go.

- Fire department!
Call out!

Fire department!

Call out!

♪

- Fire department, call out!

♪

- In here!

- Fire department, call out!

[dryer mechanism clicking]

- Kidd!

♪

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- [groaning]
- Kidd!

Kidd!

You okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

- Kidd!
- [groans]

- What happened?
- The dryer.

[tense music]

Squad, you find the manager?

- Bringing him out now.

- Copy that.

Come on, get the extinguisher!
- [man groaning]

- Herrmann!

- Over here.

[extinguisher whooshing]

- [straining]

- Captain.

Captain!

- Right behind you.

[hose spraying]
- [grunting]

Keep going.

Okay.

- Herrmann.

♪

- [grunts and coughs]

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Got a pulse.
Let's get an IV going.

- Prepping it now.

♪

- You all right?

- Yeah, I just got the wind
knocked out of me.

- Huh.
Yeah.

- [panting quietly]

51, progress report.

- Fire's knocked out, Captain.

We're giving it
a final wash down.

- Keep wracking my brain.

I can't figure out why those
dryers would blow like that.

- Me neither.
I mean, if they were gas units,

I might chalk it up to a leak,
but they were all electric.

- Yeah, I don't get it.
[phone buzzing]

- This is Randall McHolland.

Yes.

Yes, of course.
I understand.

Appreciate the call.

I'll be there.

I finally got it!

Pipes and Drums!
- Ah!

- What's Pipes and Drums?

- What's Pipes--

- It's the band that
plays the funeral marches.

- Oh...right.

- That's just
the tip of the iceberg, okay?

We're talking parades,
baptisms, weddings,

and the mother of all mothers,

the Chicagoland...

- [mouthing along silently]
- Celtic Classic.

You see, entering
the brotherhood

is like being appointed
to the Supreme Court.

It's a life-long tenure, so,

a spot only opens up

when someone dies.

R.I.P. Bill Maloney Senior.

- You got Maloney's spot?

- Well, I got an audition.

Oh, jeez, I got an audition.

- Yeah.

- I gotta get my head right.
- Okay.

- Right as I approached
the dryer, boom!

Like it was waitin' for me.

- Oh, you're lucky
you didn't get hurt.

- [scoffs]

Uh, speaking of...

What is that?
- Veronicat.

- Ugh, how's that goin'?

- She is an angry animal.

- Just take her to a shelter.

There are
crazy cat people everywhere.

Somebody will adopt her.

- Yeah, but I really don't
think they should.

- Hmm...

- Hey there.
Which bunk should I take?

- Oh, uh, this one.
It's right next to mine.

- Okay.

- Hey, Violet.
- Hey.

- How's 20?
- It's good, thanks.

It's a great house, so.

[crashing]

- Pam!

Oh.
- [wincing]

- I could have sworn
that I secured this.

That is weird.

- What are you doing
with Baggs' locker?

- There is no "Baggs."

- "Baggs" is your bagpipes?

- Been storing 'em in here
since Trudy and I got hitched.

She thinks I sold them.

- You've been squatting on
this locker for five years?

You know that Jaffee
and DiNardo on first shift

have to share one because
there aren't any available.

- Dreams need lockers too, Joe.

[faint ringing]

- [sighs]

- Hey, Captain.

- [clears throat]

What do you need, Gallo?

- Nothing, just, uh...

It was a little hairy back
there on that call,

when the dryer blew.

- Yeah.
Sure was.

- Is, um...

is everything okay with you?

- Sure, why?

- Oh, I just...

you know, there was a moment
there in the fire

where you looked like...

I don't know, maybe
you lost your bearings.

- That explosion knocked
my mask loose.

I got some debris in my eye.

- Okay, good.
Just making sure you're okay.

Because then outside,
you seemed...

[tense music]

- I seemed what?

- Just almost like you
were...rattled.

♪

- What are you asking me,
Gallo?

- Nothing.
I was just, you know...

- When we finish
clearing a fire,

your job is to grab a pike pole

and get ready to do overhaul,

not stand around gawking at me
and playing junior doctor.

Next time those bells go off,

I better see you
doing your job.

- Yeah.
Absolutely, of course.

♪

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- [groans softly]

[sighs]

[bagpipes droning loudly]

- What the hell is that?

- I don't know.

[droning continues]

I don't know!

- What exactly is
going on down there?

[off-key bagpipe melody]

♪

Mouch!

- Too distracting?

- "Distracting"?
I couldn't hear my call

at the other end
of the firehouse.

- I'm real sorry, Chief.

- No more of that.
- Copy.

- What are you thinking, Mouch?

This is a workplace.
You interrupted my nap!

- I gotta bone up, Herrmann.
I'm out of practice.

- Then practice at home.
- I can't.

It triggers Trudy's tinnitus.

What am I gonna do?

My audition's in two days.

Pipes and Drums is my dream.

And my birthright

as a second-generation
Scottish-American.

- Don't you ever watch
"The Voice"?

Anybody can just walk in there
and play a song.

But if you really

want to get
the judge's attention,

you gotta have
the best sob story.

Mm-hmm.

- Uh, Chief,
I went through this list of

potential medics.
- And?

- It's not
the most inspiring read.

- Ogle's on there.
He's solid, isn't he?

- Ish.
Anyway, look, it says

it says he's only
willing to work again

once herd immunity has been

scientifically secured
in Chicagoland, so--

- Ah, I missed that.

- Um, but there is a name
I don't know here.

Jovi something?

I'll call around
and ask about her.

- Yes, you do that.
I gotta get back

and see if I can get
Acquisitions back on the phone.

Hey.
- Hey.

What's up?

- Permanent medic options.

- What about Violet?
You guys work great together.

- I know,
and I was hoping for that,

but sadly,
she's very happy at 20.

So, um, do you know
a Jovi Delandis?

- No.
Sorry.

- [sighs]

It's my fourth partner
in four years.

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey, Violet.
- How's it going?

Do you guys know
if the enchiladas

have flour tortillas
instead of corn?

- Yes, it's flour.

Don't tell me you're one
of those no-gluten people.

You know,

only five percent of
the world's population

has an actual allergy
to gluten.

So...

But it's not impossible.
Like, you might.

You might.
And it's actually

always better to be careful.
Right, Ritter?

- Right.
- Mm-hmm.

- I was just wondering
about the ingredients.

It's tasty.

- Do any of you know
a Jovi Delandis?

- Yeah, Jovi's awesome.

- Really?
- Totally skilled.

She was a combat medic
specialist in the army.

Yeah, I was at
her going-away party last week.

- Where's she going?

- Knocked up.
Third kid.

Decided to go full-time mom.

- Young people.

[clears throat]
I come to you, hat in hand.

Which one of you
would you say is the best...

TikTok...person?

- Ah, that'd be me.

- [chuckles]
- Don't say it's you.

You have less than
2,000 followers.

- Mm, and how do you know that?

- Look, Mouch,

it's not rocket science.

Now if you're looking
to gain more views,

you just need to understand
how the algorithm works.

Why are you interested
in this stuff?

[alarms blaring]
- Truck 81, Squad 3...

- To be continued.

- Structure fire.

[sirens wailing]

[tense music]

♪

- Smoke up ahead.

Man, two working fires
in one shift.

- [chuckles]

♪

[tires squealing]

♪

- [shouts]

- [panting quietly]

- Hey, you guys okay?

- Yeah.

- You sure?

[sighs]
Dead in the water.

- Everyone,
grab your packs and tools.

We're going on foot.

Let's go.
- Copy that.

- Hey, no need to rush.

Fire's already out.

No injuries.

- Sorry, we had
a mechanical issue.

You kidding me?

Another laundromat?
- Yep.

Started the same way
as the last one, clothes dryer.

Owner said she cleaned
the lint traps this morning

but it still ignited.
Heated up so fast,

it blew the door
right off the machine.

I've never seen that happen.

Now I've seen it twice
in the same shift.

- What the hell's going on?

♪

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- Hey, Cruz.
Hold these, will ya?

- Why you digging through
first shift's files?

- Just checking to see

if there's any more
laundromat fires.

- That was too weird
to be a coincidence.

- Right?
So, Boden's got us gathering up

all the incident reports
going back a month.

- [sighs]

Oh, hey, um--
- What?

- You hear Mouch playing
the bagpipes earlier?

- You know what?

I think he was just warming up

when, you know, Boden put
the kibosh on it.

I tried to give
a little encouragement.

- Is that a good idea, though?

Encouraging him?

- It's his dream, Joe.

- It's my dream to hit

a World Series winning walk off
for the White Sox.

That mean I should
pick up a bat

and head to the big show
in October?

- If you do, let me know.

I will be there

to help you
carry your equipment.

[drawer sliding shut]

- Brakes look good.

Control arm is fine.

- Yeah, everything else
looks good.

We just need a new tire
and that upper ball joint.

Okay, let me know.

We'd love to get
back in service.

They don't have the part
in stock.

He's calling around to see
what he can locate

but we're out of action
for a few hours at least.

- Sorry, Captain, I--

I should have seen
that pothole.

- It was full of water.
Looked like a puddle.

Don't beat yourself up.

- It's just one more thing
that's gone wrong today.

Are you thinking
that there's a connection

between these laundromat fires?

- Gonna get into that
right now.

- Whoa, what happened to
the truck?

- Ugh, this...

I hit a pothole

and I almost mowed down
two teenagers.

- What?

- Yeah, it's a miracle
no one got hurt.

- You've had one crazy shift.

Is it always like this?

- No!
No, it's not.

- Hmm, well, good luck
with the truck.

- Yeah.

- Engine 17 responded to one.

Bronzeville,
43rd and King Drive.

- "Facility manager reported

"that the dryer belt from
the motor to the drum

was replaced on
the sixth of the month."

- Found another one?

- We found three more.

- Hyde Park, Lawndale,
and now--

- Bronzeville.

- Five laundromat fires
since Monday.

And every one started
in the dryers.

- Could it be some kind of
insurance scam?

- Doesn't seem to be any link
between the establishments.

They're
all independently owned.

- None of the dryers had
frayed belts

or build-up in
the lint filters.

All the exhaust ducts
were clear.

It doesn't make any sense.

- Is somebody targeting
these businesses?

- Random laundromats
all over Chicago?

- Something's going on,
that's for sure.

We've got four victims
in the hospital,

one of them critical.

- Well, 81 is up on blocks
for a while.

If you want to go
nosing around,

I got time.

- You wanna jump in the Squad,

head back to that first fire
for a closer look?

- I'll call HQ and tell them
they better issue an alert.

- Red leather, yellow leather,
red leather,

yellow leather, red leather,
yellow leather...

- Go a little further back
and space them out about

eight feet apart.
We need to make sure

you're both out of frame.

Okay, Mouch...

- You cannot let me
talk to her anymore.

All I do is make
an ass out of myself.

If I open my mouth,

just start talking
right over me, okay?

- That seems like it might make
things even more awkward.

- But only for you.

- Okay, Mouch.
Stand right here on your mark.

Perfect.

Gallo, a little higher
on your side.

- Like this?
- Like this?

- Okay.
And action.

- [in Scottish accent]
When my grandfather left

the rocky Scottish Highlands

and crossed the gusty winds
of the Atlantic,

he brought with him the few
possessions that he owned.

A frayed picture
of his parents,

a hand-me-down suit he was
beginning to outgrow...

- Oh!

Stella, you scared me.

- You see this?

Misty, Gloria, Laverne,

all shattered.

Herrmann said
they just dropped down

while he was taking a nap.

- Mm, that tape must not have--

- I use that tape at home
all the time, works fine.

- Do you think
I did something to them?

- Of course not.

It's Violet.

Sorry to tell you this, Brett.

But your temporary partner
is a jinx.

- What?

- My shift started great,
all right?

I made out with Kelly
in the car

before we headed
into the firehouse.

- Aww.
- I know, right?

Then came inside.

I had a nice cup of coffee,

my pictures go up,
everything's hunky-dory.

And that's when Violet arrived.

- Stella, we've worked
with Violet before

and she's an amazing paramedic.

- I will admit that.

Honestly, I really like her.

But there are some people

who create a certain kind
of jinx-y energy.

And she's one of them.

- [sighs]

- Any news on your boss?

- I heard they had to keep him
overnight for observation.

- Probably just being cautious.

You said you were
outside, right?

So you didn't see
how the fire started?

- No, sorry.

[tense music]

- There are no heat marks
on the motor.

Coil's intact.

Doesn't look like it was
anything mechanical.

- Burn patterns are similar

to the ones we saw
at the other laundromat.

It's as if
the clothes burned the machine

instead of the machine
burning the clothes.

Almost like the laundry
was soaked in gasoline.

- Do you happen to know

who the customer was
that was using these dryers?

- Actually, I was using them
for our wash and fold service.

- Could anyone have
tampered with the loads

after you put them in?

- I don't think so,
but then, I was outside.

I had to clear my head.
The perfume was getting to me.

- Perfume?
- In the detergent.

That cheap-o stuff.

♪

It's nothing special.

You'll probably find
boxes of that

in every laundromat in Chicago.

- It's produced
and distributed locally.

- It's not just scented.

There's something else
in there.

If this stuff contains
a combustible compound,

something that doesn't
break down in the wash,

but clings to the fabric...

- And they're shipping this
to every laundromat in Chicago?

- Then we have a problem.

.

- You got no right to do this.
I don't get these orders out,

that's my ass on the line.

- Well, sorry, pal.

This truck's
not going anywhere.

- Ms. Heimark!

Hey, these guys
just came barging in here,

telling me I can't make my run.

- What is this,
another surprise inspection?

- We're not with
Fire Prevention, ma'am.

We're from Firehouse 51.

- Well, I don't see
anything on fire,

so why are you
telling my drivers

what they can and can't do?

- You in charge here, ma'am?

- I am.
Marcy Heimark.

- Well, Marcy, your detergent

is starting fires
at laundromats all over town.

- At least four
that we're aware of.

- What?
- It clings to clothes

and ignites inside of
commercial dryers.

- Hang on.

Dryers are
a very common fire hazard,

as I'm sure you're aware,

especially in winter.

- These fires aren't caused
by mechanical defects, ma'am.

- What are you doing?

- The burn patterns indicate
that the clothes

were contaminated
with a substance

that reacted exothermically.

- I'm sorry, you're firemen,
right?

We deal
with product safety inspectors

at the state
and federal level who--

[dramatic music]

♪

- Marcy, your detergent
is contaminated

with some sort
of combustible fuel.

♪

You okay?
- Yeah.

Must be the fumes
from that junk.

- We recently switched
chemical suppliers

and it's possible they sent us
something that was mislabeled.

We have never
had this problem before.

- How many units
have you distributed

since the changeover?

- A lot.

We haven't shipped any of
this batch out of state yet,

but we've been
making deliveries

across the Chicago area.

About a 30-mile radius.

But don't worry,
we are halting production

until we get to
the bottom of this.

- That's not good enough.

You've got to track down
every box you've sold

and make sure not even one more
gets used in a load of laundry.

- [stammers]

I'm sorry,
that's just not feasible.

You're talking about
hundreds of laundromats,

nursing homes,
uniform suppliers--

- Here's what we're gonna do.
You take Squad

back to the firehouse
and cover for me.

I'll stay here,

and we are going to make
a lot of phone calls.

'Cause if we don't,
someone's gonna end up dead.

♪

- Saw you and Greg Grainger
together at Molly's last week.

- Yeah, we've been hanging out.

- I've worked with him before.
He is a great firefighter.

And he seems like
a great guy, too.

- He is.

- But?

- Oh, no--no "but."

I meant, "He is."
Period.

How 'bout you?
Are you seeing anyone?

- The pandemic put a serious
damper on my dating life.

But I'm determined to get
back out there, have fun.

I mean, who doesn't need fun
right now, you know?

- So true.

[phone buzzing]

- Oh, no!
- What's wrong?

- Oh, this is very bad.

[grunting]

- You okay, Mouch?
- Nope!

Casey, I got a real emergency.
- What's the matter?

- I thought I had two days
to prepare,

but there was
some kind of mix-up

and now they want
to see me today

in 20 minutes.

- Back up.
What's this about?

- My audition.
Pipes and Drums.

I was hoping, since
Truck's still out of action,

maybe you'd let me run down
to the union hall real quick.

- Sure, go ahead.

- Thanks, Casey.

- Hey, Mouch.

Knock 'em dead.

- Thank you.

I just got a call that Ogle
might actually be available.

- I thought
you didn't like Ogle.

- He's fine.

- You know why you've had

all those different partners,
right?

- Because they leave?

- Sylvie, they leave

because you've lifted them up.

Been a great partner
and an even better teacher.

You cheered Foster on,

gave her the confidence
to go back to med school.

You taught Mackey so well
that in six months with you,

she was capable of moving
to a leadership position.

You make people better.
Trust me, I know.

[gentle music]

- Thank you for saying that.

- I say that as your captain
and as your friend.

Those are just the facts.

And here's another fact.

You deserve to be with
whoever you want to be with.

No compromising.

So go get the partner
you really want.

- Okay.

I will.
- Good.

♪

- Bringing people together
in ceremony.

That's why the sound is
both haunting and mournful.

The bagpipe is
more than an instrument.

It's the intersection

of tradition and suffering.

The sound is the cry
of my people.

- Thank you, Randall...
for that.

- This one's for Grandpa.

[clears throat]
Without further ado,

I will perform
"The Battles of Lochanside."

- Actually,

everyone is expected to

perform the same
audition piece.

That one there.

- Oh, but I've been preparing
"Lochanside."

- I'm sorry,
this is our policy.

And it has been since 2015.

Says so right on the website.

[light music]

- [sighs]

♪

- Hey, Captain.

I figured I'd go on
a grocery run

since Truck is out of service.

- Good thinking.

- Picked up some more aspirin.

You can put that
in your locker.

I got another one
for the house.

- Thanks, Gallo.

- Hey, uh...

not to pry anymore,
but can I say just one thing?

- You really crave
the rolled up newspaper,

don't you?

- No, I don't, really.
But, uh...

Remember how you called me out

after the gas station fire?

- Uh-huh.
- You were mad because,

by not reporting my situation,

I robbed you
of your accountability.

- I said I remember.
- Well...

it's kind of a two-way street.
Isn't it?

- Meaning?

- How can your firefighters
look out for their captain

if he's withholding
information from them

about his own situation?

[soft dramatic music]

♪

That's it, that's--
just wanted to say that.

♪

- Hey, Casey, we're getting
an update from Severide.

[tense music]

- Marcy's people figured out
the problem.

Thanks to a shoddy supplier,

they ended up with methanol
in their detergent

instead of
sodium lauryl sulfate.

- Any luck on rounding up
the bad batch?

- We've contacted just about

every customer
who received any,

but there's still one truck
out there, making deliveries.

Driver won't answer his phone,
so we're pinging his GPS unit.

Hold on a sec.

You find him?
- Yeah, we located the truck.

He's at one of our clients
right now,

but he's still not
answering his phone.

- Try calling the client.
- We've been calling them.

They're not answering either.

- I don't like
the sound of that.

- Where is this place?

- 1492 West 18th Street.

- Hey, you guys hear that?

That's right by the firehouse.

- We'll check it out.

[sirens wailing]

- Should be up here,
end of the block.

- Is that truck on fire?

♪

Hey.

- My exhaust is smoking,

I can't figure it out.

- Get away from there.
Back up.

- Engine 51, roll out
to 1502 West 18th.

- What is the big deal?
It's probably just

a plastic bag
stuck to the catalytic.

- Chief!

Cargo's burning.

- If you weren't ducking calls
from your office, you'd know.

This isn't a truck
you're driving.

It's a bomb.

.

- How much detergent
you carrying?

- Four pallet loads.

- That's enough to
level the whole block.

- Herrmann, get your foam
working as soon as you land.

- Copy that, Chief.

- Guys, move back.

[sirens wailing]

[dramatic music]

♪

- Come on.

- Hey, what happened?

- Detergent leaked
through the floorboards.

Hit the hot exhaust.

- Second we open that tailgate,
we flood the truck with oxygen.

- We don't have a choice.
We'll just have to be ready.

I'm gonna need a volunteer
to open that door.

- Chief, let me and Severide
handle this.

♪

- Really heating up in there.
- Waiting on you, 51.

- Almost there, Chief.
- Got it?

♪

- How's that solution?

- I'll be ready.
Charge the line.

- All right.
Charging the line!

♪

- Okay, everyone.

Take cover!

- Let's go.
Back out, back out.

♪

- [grunts]

- It's all good.

- [breathing heavily]

Damn, I gotta get
out of the office more often.

[chuckling]

[sweeping music]

♪

- Got an update.

The delivery truck lit up
right when they got there.

Chief knocked down
the flames himself.

- Wow.

- What's this?

- Just filling out
the shift report

before I head back to 20.

- Violet.
- Hmm?

- I know that
you're happy at 20, but...

51 is a truly special place

and you are
a truly special paramedic.

There are so many reasons
that you should be here.

- I'm in.

- I-I don't--I don't have
to list reasons?

Because I actually
wrote down a whole bunch.

- I only need one:

getting the chance
to be your partner.

- Really?
- [laughs]

I was gonna suggest it myself,

but I felt it
should come from you.

I am really glad you asked.

We make a great team.

- We do!

There's one little issue.

- What?

- Stella.

- Kidd.

There's a big wig from CFD
in the briefing room.

Wants to talk to
the driver of Truck 81.

- [sighs]

[clears throat]

Deputy Commissioner Hill.

- You're the driver
of Truck 81?

- I am.
- A video was circulating

online that got
sent to my office.

Truck 81 hitting a pothole

and coming right
at a couple of kids.

- I--
[clears throat]

The pothole was
filled with water.

I didn't see it,
and, after I hit it,

the rig started to--

- I came here to shake hands
with the man

that got control of that rig
and saved those kids' lives.

But it makes me very proud
to know it was a woman

and a woman of color at that.

[uplifting music]

♪

- I...

I cannot tell you

how much that means
coming from you.

I mean, you're on
my wall of inspiration.

Which, unfortunately,
did fall down and shatter,

but I am gonna reframe them.

Just...n-never mind about that.

Just...thank you,

Deputy--
uh, Deputy Commissioner.

♪

- Was that...

- Yeah, we were just
hanging out, chillin'.

She saw a video of me
corralling the rig.

Gave me her card

and she said
I could call her any time.

- You are something.
- I really am.

- And he directs me
to this sheet music

that makes my blood run cold:

"The Marchioness
of Tullibardine,"

one of the toughest
bagpipe marches

you'll ever hear.
- Whoa.

- It's full of doublings
and hand changes and tachums.

- Tachums?
Oof.

- Okay, so what happened?

- I composed myself.

I scanned the first few bars,

and then I turned to the judges
and I said, calmly,

"Madam, gentlemen,

"I don't read music.

I just play it."

- How are you gonna be in the
band if you don't read music?

- I play by ear!
I figured I could get by,

but, no, Maloney Senior

had to go and change
all the rules

before he skedaddled
out the door.

- He died, Mouch.
- [grumbles]

- So if you didn't make it
into the band,

why are you
in such a good mood?

- That video Violet and I made?

They loved it.

Gonna show it at
the Chicagoland Celtic Classic

as a promotional piece
for Pipes and Drums!

- Hey!
- That's great.

- [in Scottish accent]
Ah, Grandpa Seamus

would be very proud.

- Hey, guys.

- Hey.
- Hi!

- It's fine,
we're not at work anymore.

- Just wanted
to let you guys know,

I'm full time at 51 now.

Really looking forward
to working with you.

- You're gonna have
to pull yourself together.

You know that, right?

- [chuckles]

- This is gonna be a disaster.

- What did I do
to deserve this?

- Violet is coming to 51.

And Kidd doesn't think
she's a jinx anymore

on account of meeting her idol,
Commissioner Hill,

so it's all good.

- Okay.

- Point is, I went
after the partner I wanted.

No compromises.

What you said
meant a lot, Matt.

You're a good friend.

And a good captain.
[glasses clink]

[soft somber music]

♪

- [clears throat]

Hey, Will.

- Matt, how are you?

- Can't complain.
How about you?

- Making it through the storm.

It's been a rough 12 months,
you know?

- Yeah, I do.

Hey, um, a question for ya.

- Yeah.

- Buddy of mine, firefighter.

He's had some issues lately.

Got a head injury a while back,

then started having headaches
and some tunnel vision.

Any advice?

- Well--
- There ya go, Doc.

- Thanks, Herrmann.

I'd recommend your friend see
a neurologist immediately.

Yeah, you don't mess
with head injuries.

- Good to know.

Thanks.
- You bet.

♪

.

[dramatic music]

♪

[wolf howls]